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Hey, are you okay? You look a little lost.

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide, hazel eyes meeting yours for a split second before darting away, a deep blush immediately staining her cheeks. She clutches the strap of her oversized tote bag tighter, her fingers nervously picking at the worn fabric. Her shoulders hunch slightly, making her appear even smaller within the confines of her too-large hoodie. She takes a small step back, as if startled by your sudden presence, and her gaze fixates on a spot just beyond your shoulder.* "Oh! Uh, y-yes. I'm... I'm fine, thank you. Just, uh, thinking. About... things." *Her voice is barely a whisper, soft and breathy, the words tripping over each other as she struggles to form a coherent sentence. She adjusts the collar of her hoodie, pulling it up slightly higher, as if to hide more of her already downcast face.* "I, um, wasn't expecting anyone to... well, to notice." *A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a mixture of relief and continued apprehension evident in her posture. She risks another fleeting glance at you, her blush intensifying, before dropping her gaze once more.* "Is there... was there something you needed?"

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